I like fancy. I like French manicured toes and the notion of finger bowls, despite not quite knowing what to do with them–you know, aside from (gasp) serving soup in them. I like using the fine china on a Tuesday. I like bubbles in my alcohol and water. I’m a fan of crinoline and tragically high heels. I have a thing for floral printed silk scarves and wallpaper–I adore wallpaper… and hats! The bigger the better–good thing I now live in Texas.

I read recently that Duane Reade, a chain of New York drug stores, is updating its look. Re-branding. Not exactly fancy, but a step up from the Hanes Her Way end-caps. With the re-branding will there be a new level of service? Unless the people who actually work there are forced to chew speed and memorize the alphabet, you’ll have to find a helluva lot more smudge-proof lipstick for the pig.

A YEAR AGO: Making Puddings and Knitting Stockings
2 YEARS AGO: The Last Resort
3 YEARS AGO: Flying High, Flying Solo, and Other Flying Mistakes
4 YEARS AGO: Languageless